I have no doubt I am in war
An inner turmoil I've fought before
Never winning, no end in sight
Just a constant struggle I've always bore
This battle begins with wrong and right
Resisiting temptations to win the fight
But what defines a saint from a sinner,
If the saint's held in darkness and the sinner in light?
Could there honestly only be one winner?
No hope for the lowly, not even a glimmer?
I'm being pulled in two, from what I can tell
And the damage is only wearing me thinner
It's either good or it's bad, to obey or rebel
It's either going to heaven or burning in hell
My conscience is confused by internal conversations
As an angel gives caution, while a demon quells
This is the moment that sparks realization
To side with the angel and be granted salvation
To end this crusade is what I desire
Before I fall into the demon's eternal damnation
But it is not as simple as choosing ice over fire
Because bad can be good, as is the truth from a liar
To act on our impulse is only the norm
And it is that mentality that makes my condition so dire...